My pace was rather slow yesterday, and as I got close to the city of Taba the streets became flooded with ambulances. I pedaled around a rocky cliff and saw a line of cars waiting to cross a check point into the city. The fully armed patrol guard, refused to tell me what was going on but said “City is closed today, come back tomorrow”. I was at least 30 km from the nearest super market and was completely out of food and water. I pushed Gaby up a steep, rocky side road and camped, boiling water scavenged from the road side.
Today I cycled into Israel and passed the above wreckage kilometers from the Israeli border. Yes…. I am scared.